More Than My Own Life (Twilight Fanfiction)

Renesmee's Dream

The Cullens opened presents one at a time. Seth went first, mostly because as soon as it was announced that it was time to open presents, he darted towards the Christmas tree. As I took it the mound of presents behind him, I wondered if we would even be able to open all of the presents in one day.

After Seth opened his first present, which ended up being a video game that he had been asking for since I had first arrived, Emmett and Jasper insisted that I open a present from them. Instead of darting towards the tree and choosing which present I would open like Seth did, I just took the present that Emmett was holding out to me.

My jaw dropped when I took off the wrapping paper and saw some crazy expensive looking phone. And it wasn't just the phone. They had included headphones, a charger, and a sparkling phone case. Shaking my head a little bit, I managed to say, "This... must have been so expensive." Emmett laughed loudly. "That's not even the most expensive part! Of course, the phone has Bluetooth, which you can connect to... drumroll, please.... your new car!"

Emmett and Jasper took off towards the garage while I sat frozen. Turning to look at Jacob, I asked hopefully, "That was a joke, right?" When he didn't respond, I looked at the rest of the family. "They're... joking?" Carlisle shook his head and started walking towards the garage, too. Jake pulled me up by my hand, and we followed everybody else into the garage.

With how many cars the Cullens had, it took me a moment to focus in on the correct one. Once I saw the car that everybody was gathered around, I felt my eyes widen even more. "Do you like it?" Emmett asked. "I thought you'd like a Ferrari, , but Jasper said he thought you'd be more comfortable with a Jeep. And Alice suggested we get a purple one, since you love purple. I don't think it's as cool as the red ones, but they said you'd like it more. So....?" I forced a smile onto my face as I nodded. Emmett and Jasper high-fived, though I knew that the smirk on Jasper's face was because he could sense my discomfort.

"Okay, so since Nessie got a car, that means I get to open like three presents in a row, right?" Seth's question earned him a smack on the back of his head from his Mom. "Seth, you have a car and a motorcycle already!" Seth shrugged, laughing as he darted out of her reach. "Yeah," He said, walking backwards, "I didn't say I was jealous. I said I wanted to open more presents!" We all followed after Seth, though I was still leaning on Jake a little bit. A car. What was I going to do with a car? I couldn't drive, and I was such a slow reader, I doubted I would be able to even read road signs.

Despite all of the presents I received, each one felt really special. Seth was ripping through his gifts like they were nothing, so I assumed I only felt that way because I had never really had anyone care enough to get me anything. Billy got me a camera, while Leah and Steve decided to follow his gift up with an empty scrapbook for me. Steve told me that it was to 'find new memories to make up for my lost time', and I found myself wondering how much of my story he knew. Charlie and Sue had made me a blanket. It was thick and soft, and though the pattern was a bit uneven in some areas, Sue explained that she was still trying to teach Charlie how to stitch. I hugged both of them, so grateful for the effort.

Rosalie and Alice made me nervous when they stepped up to me, announcing that their present couldn't be wrapped. Half expecting a trap, I braced myself when they told me that they were going to give me a room makeover. "We designed your room before we had really been given the chance to get to know the young woman you had become," Rosalie said. "It's a bit... frilly for you. We designed it a lot around your style from when you were little. But now, maybe a little less pink and a little more dark wood and white trim. Yeah?" I nodded, uncomfortable accepting something that I was sure would be very pricey, but feeling as if turning down their intended gift would be rude. Besides, it would be nice if I could get away from the pink lace patterns for a while.